Date: 9/4/17 Sleep has never come easily to me. Years after the Appalachian Trail I’d still occasionally turn over in the middle of the night and reach bleary-eyed for the headphones on my nightstand to plug them in and listen to one of the few sounds that would bring an end to my rising anxiety…
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Roots
Date: 9/2/17 archaeology: noun | är-kē-‘ä-lə-jē 1 the scientific study of material remains (such as fossil relics, artifacts, and monuments) of past human life and activities Nearly one year ago, I arrived at an unassuming stripe of cleared forest that would never have been identifiable as an international border had it not been for the…
O Canada
Date: 9/25/16 Miles: 19.8 Total Miles: 2650.1 It began like any other day: morning coffee from the warmth of my sleeping bag followed by deflating and rolling up my sleeping pad, and stuffing my few belongings one by one into my pack before emerging from my tent to take it down once more. The only…
Confessions of a Chacoholic
Date: 9/24/16 Miles: 19.3 Total Miles: 2638.8 I love Chacos. True story: I own 8 pairs of them. Two pairs hiked the Appalachian Trail, two have hiked the John Muir Trail and the Wonderland Trail twice, and three have now hiked the Pacific Crest Trail. Combined they’ve been my companions for well north of 5,000…
Liquid Sunshine
Date: 9/23/16 Miles: 21.1 Total Miles: 2619.5 Well, it started out promising anyway. Bright stars and the Milky Way had illuminated the night sky as I cinched up the sleeping bag around me last night, and although a layer of clouds had moved into the valley below us by morning, the red flare of the…
